Grandma Yu felt the temperature on the heated wall rising higher and higher, then she spoke to her family.
"Look, look, with my grandson, we won't have to suffer from the cold this winter."
She also pulled the hands of the others over and placed them on the heated wall to feel the temperature, constantly praising Wei Mo.
Qian Manman and the others nodded repeatedly.
"That's right, that's right, the little kid is really amazing."
But Wei Xiaomin stubbornly retorted.
"Hmph, my brother was always the most powerful."
Hearing his family's praise, Wei Mo was also very happy. After the old man returned and felt the temperature in the room, he said...
"Wow, why is it so hot inside?"
Then he looked at the stove beside him and said to Wei Mo,
"Is this what you did today?"
Wei Mo nodded. "Yes, Grandpa, why are you only just getting back? How are you feeling now?"
The old man picked up Wei Mo. Wei Mo was quite heavy now, and it was a bit difficult for the old man to carry him, but he still managed to lift him up, kissed him on the cheek, and said to Wei Mo,
“Some things are going on at the cowshed, but you’re amazing. My eldest grandson is the best, and you’re the best grandson.”
"Now we won't have to suffer from the cold all winter. And our house is big enough that we can even knit inside, and our hands won't get cold while we're knitting."
Wang Zhenhua and the others' eyes lit up when they heard this.
"Yes, how many work points can you earn by weaving in a room like this all winter?"
You know, people in Northeast China hibernate there during the winter. Thinking of this, Wang Zhenhua spoke up.
"That's right, that's right, this way our family can earn work points in winter too."
With the harvest complete, the brigade leader began organizing people and oxcarts to go to town to hand over the grain.
The task of handing over grain had to be done early, otherwise the line could stretch for several days. A long line of oxcarts and pushcarts, all loaded with grain, headed toward the town.
Wei Mo also participated, but he walked below and no longer had the privilege of riding in an oxcart, since the oxcart was used to transport grain.
The old man, worried that Wei Mo might get tired, couldn't help but speak up.
"Grandson, are you tired? No, let me carry you."
Wei Mo shook his head and quickly said,
"No need, no need, sir, I'm not tired at all."
But before he could finish speaking, Li Xiuxiu picked him up.
Li Xiuxiu's leg has now fully recovered, so she has no need to worry about Wei Mo's gravity.
"No need, sir, let me carry him. I'm not tired anyway."
Today was the day to deliver the grain, and Wei Mofei insisted on coming with the old man. Wei's mother was worried about him, so she had Li Xiuxiu take him with her.
After Wei Mo was picked up, he smiled sweetly at Li Xiuxiu and said...
"Thank you, Aunt Xiuxiu."
The old man smiled as he looked at Wei Mo's adorable appearance, and even Li Xiuxiu, who was standing next to him, smiled very happily.
Jealousy is something everyone has, not just between individuals, but also between groups of people; the same feelings of jealousy exist between them.
As the oxcart slowly arrived in town, it collided head-on with other villages.
The captain arrived at the grain depot first, but that man forcefully pushed his way in. Li Dazhuang shoved him aside and shouted,
"What are you doing? Don't you have any sense of order?"
The other person was also a brigade leader, the brigade leader of Danjia Village in the next village. He shouted, his neck stiff.
"What are you yelling for? Which foot was on your heels first?"
Hearing the two arguing, all the villagers put down their tools and stood behind their team leader. That's how it was in those days; when something happened, everyone had to step up together.
Otherwise, no one will care about you in the future. Look at the people gathering here, it looks like they're about to start a fight.
Director Wang, who was in charge of collecting the grain, quickly called over two police officers and staff members, and shouted at the two men,
"What are you shouting for? Do you know where you are? Don't you know what we're doing today? You're disrupting unity. If you shout again, I'll deal with you."
Upon hearing what the other party said, Li Dazhuang and the team leader of Shanjia Village clearly dared not argue anymore.
However, Li Dazhuang said to that person.
"Director Wang, I arrived first, as you can see here, but he insisted on taking it from me, and I couldn't do anything about it."
Director Wang did indeed see this, and then glared fiercely at the village chief of Shanjia Village.
"If you try to steal again, get back here. Your grain will be harvested last this year."
You should know that grain depots collect grain from villages one by one. Only after one village has been collected can the next village be processed. If it's the last village to be collected, you might have to wait for seven or eight days.
The grain has already been transported back, so why do we have to go back after seven or eight days?
The captain of the Shanjiatun brigade could only smile awkwardly and quickly apologized to Director Wang and Li Dazhuang.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, I, I won't do it again, I won't do it again,"
Only then did silence return. Wei Mo looked at the crowd ahead and saw not only Director Wang, but also police officers. Wang Baozheng was among them.
Upon seeing the old man, Wang Bao quickly walked over to Director Wang of the Grain Bureau and whispered a few words in his ear.
Director Wang's eyes lit up slightly, and he quickly walked over to the old man. When he arrived, he spoke to the old man.
"Grandpa Yu, you're here. Why didn't you say so sooner? Come in and rest."
His attitude was no longer the arrogant one he had been earlier; the old man still held considerable influence in the town.
Moreover, many people owed the old man favors. The old man glanced at Wei Mo, and Director Wang understood immediately.
"Oh my! Is this your child? He's so cute! Say hello to him, Uncle!"
Upon hearing Director Wang's words, Wei Mo sweetly replied to him,
"Hello, Uncle."
"Oh," Director Wang was especially happy to hear this, after all, children are just so lovable.
"Don't stand here. Let's go inside and rest. Let them do the tests first. After they're done, you can come out and go back together."
Seeing that even Director Wang was being so polite to the old man, the team leader quickly said to the old village chief,
"Uncle Yu, you go ahead, I'll stay here and keep watch."
Actually, everyone knew the truth about this matter. Having connections made things easier. Old Master Yu nodded and said to Li Dazhuang,
"Then I'll leave this place to you, Dazhuang. If you need anything, remember to come find me inside."
Li Dazhuang smiled happily.
"Don't worry, Uncle Yu, there's absolutely no problem."
Director Wang, who was standing to the side, also spoke up and gave instructions to the people next to him.
"Check carefully, understand?"
Everyone understood the hidden meaning in those words, and they all nodded in agreement. Although that was the case, there was absolutely no problem with the food supply in Daliu Village.
The old man felt reassured and followed Director Wang into the house.
Director Wang asked everyone else to leave the room, leaving only Li Xiuxiu, Wei Mo, and Old Master Yu. Director Wang then spoke slowly and somewhat apologetically.
"Mr. Yu, I heard you have connections with the Party Secretary of the Municipal Government? I wonder if it's true or not."
Grandpa Yu nodded.
“Oh, that’s my son’s comrade-in-arms. My son used to serve under him.”
It seemed that the conversation had touched on a painful topic for the old man, as his expression did not look good. After all, all three of his sons had died on the battlefield, leaving him with no children.
Director Wang realized his mistake and quickly apologized to the old man.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir, I misspoke."
The old man waved his hand and said...
"It's okay, it's all in the past. I'm doing very well with my family now, and they've also served the country."
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